Ancient prose with beautiful artistic conception: make a pot of tea and invite you to talk about the past and the present.
The most beautiful encounter in the world of mortals should be the encounter of hearts and the collision of souls. The most beautiful encounter must be fragrant, there must be eye contact, there must be wordless understanding, and there must be poetic feeling. Wind and rain, every season's watch is always fragrant because of bloom's second time.
A cup of tea, a glass of wine and a poem, a scenic tour. There is a kind of meeting in life, through the dusk, bathing in the misty rain of Tang and Song Dynasties, and creating eternal beauty of life in the floating world of ink fragrance. We are strangers in the vast sea of people. Because of the introduction of words, you approached me, I approached you, you read me silently, and I gradually understood you. Since then, there has been a warm way to bloom into the most brilliant fireworks in each other's night sky. There is a kind of wheat straw that has turned around for many years and has become the most beautiful scenery in each other's sea of clouds.
The lightness of the peach blossoms falling on the shoulders, the swaying quiet joy, the gorgeous fireworks and the leisure of the Chai Men hedge chrysanthemum all make the green window of life rich and beautiful. In fact, meditation is not just about finding a bosom friend. Life is happy because of tranquility, and life is wonderful because of understanding. We use a plain pen to understate the mountains and rivers, and understate the long flow of water. One day, we will understand the meaning of words and meet each other with a smile. I believe we can't bear to say goodbye easily anymore.
During the period of looking back with low eyebrows, we unconsciously use the lifeline drawn by our true feelings to weave a pulse of misty rain like sky blue, a song of joy of spring breeze and horseshoe disease, a song of wine asking the heroic atmosphere of the sky, and a poetic curtain flying around the fragrant pavilion into vivid and fragrant pictures. Over the years, if there is a willow clearing up, if there is a plum window, if there is a setting sun reflecting the building, if there is a breeze blowing the curtain, if there is a book in hand? Everything will be hummed by us as canoes and singing boards like lakes.
There is a kind of scenery in the world that I can never get tired of seeing, a feeling that I will never see for the first time, and a feeling that is eternal. Words can make us break into butterflies, and they can also make us reborn. We meditate with words, walk through words and sing with words. Close at hand, there is a kind of concern that is not in the clouds, not at the bottom of the pool, but in the dribs and drabs that never leave. In the world of mortals, we don't have to ask where you come from or where you are going. We just need to get together from a pot of wine among the flowers, and when we leave, we are full of parting feelings.
Fireworks life, because of the word sarong, the moonlit night of Bridge 24 is particularly nostalgic; Because of the inspiration of words, the solitary smoke in the vast desert is particularly reverie. I believe that people who are obsessed with words will appreciate Xue Xiaochan's famous saying: In this world, there must be a kind of understanding that passes through the soul and comes faintly. You are silent, he is silent. When you smile at each other, you will feel touched instantly, meet God's mercy and connect with each other's spiritual strength. Not far, not near, you say, he understands; He said, you know! ? .
When the wind on the ancient road passes gently, maybe we will recall that the blue shirt was drunk into three people, the beauty was buried, the horse was beaten in white, and the blue shirt was blue boat? We looked around the smoky village, looking forward to empty cities and small corners, and fell in love with dark nights, warm sun and bright summer.
No matter where you are, on the long corridor of time, the homesickness of one season has extended to the distance where you are. However, although China has our friendship, heaven is still our neighbor. If we feel the same way, we can understand without words. I really want to. We have been meeting in the flowers. If you don't turn left, I won't turn right. Let's watch the beautiful scenery of bloom, listen to the sound of falling wind and rain, carry the fragrance of words together, hold the lush grass together and walk through the fleeting time together.
The vitality between heaven and earth is always tied with the breeze and drizzle, and the songs and dances in the journey are always intertwined with flowers, butterflies and dances. In fact, remembering not far is the most beautiful feeling, and accompanying not far is the most beautiful encounter. We all know that in the years of knowing each other, there is a warmth of staying together, a touch of missing each other, a happiness of knowing each other, and a beauty of cherishing each other, all of which belong to you and me. On this shore and the other shore, there is always a voice that condenses the true feelings and crosses the waters of Qian Shan to comfort you and comfort me; There is always a smile at the ends of the earth, bathed in the spring breeze, through the years, warming you and me.
Fingertips dyed with fragrance, holding a lifetime of youth. Open your hands together, open the book and close it, and blossoming hearts are blowing in the wind. Let the clouds come and go. I hope we're not in a hurry. Since we meet, don't forget each other in the Jianghu. We, don't let the waiting lose to the fleeting time, and don't let the flowers planted with our hearts wither in the years, okay? I really hope that even if we leave, we can look forward to meeting you at the next intersection.
The sea is sunny and the clear water shines in the shadows. This feeling is real and this idea is sincere. From now on, let's watch the romantic and poetic fireworks willows, appreciate the peach blossoms that smile like flowers, gather the fragrance of lotus flowers together, and ride the lightness of flowing water together to make it beautiful in spring and take a trip to Luge. In the quiet and poetic years, we turned the willows into flutes, dancing to the seasons of life, and let abundant love bloom on the road of time forever.
The mountains and rivers are flowing, the harp and the harp are ringing, a heartfelt word is sent to the moon, there is a warmth to accompany you through, and there is a fate that will never be separated. Make a pot of tea and invite you to talk about the past and the present. Let's read past lives with the eyes of words, stir the world of mortals with the strings of monsoon, and prop up the sunny days of life with the umbrella of true feelings. Since then, love dust, you rest and I sing, you sing and I, time is not old, we will never leave.
Ancient prose with beautiful artistic conception: scenery all the way, Lu Ge all the way.
(1) butterfly butterfly, did I love you?
Flashy life, agarwood life. A thousand-year-old dream is decorated with beautiful words, resting in a lotus flower. Meeting you is love, fate, truth or chance.
I chose my own destiny step by step. Stepping into the university, I prefer this feeling of freedom and autonomy. After all, I have grown up. I decided to work in the winter vacation, tell my parents and set off with my alumni.
Working in a factory is very tiring and hard, but I am not a quitter. In those days, as soon as I touched the pillow, I slept soundly, without dreams and distractions, simple and full. When I first met you, I saw you working through the window when I got off work. I thought there would be no intersection between us. I didn't observe you closely until one day the monitor transferred you across from me to work with me.
You have a flower tattooed on your neck, which is very enchanting. This is the first place that almost everyone notices when they see you, and I am no exception. Your eyes are very special, double eyelids, deep and charming, and there is a deep loneliness. Such people long for warmth.
You said you liked cats, so cute. I can guess why. For a lovelorn person who has been wandering all the year round, he yearns for stability and wants a harbor to rely on. You said that you value your friend very much. If your friend comes, you should have a rest and want to do something serious with him. I can feel a little evil, and your integrity is admirable. You know what is right and what is wrong. Although you have no plan, I believe that if you have a brain, you will have your own day. You said you love reading. What impressed you most was the book Butterfly, Did I Love You? You said, we are all the same, young and confused. On my way home, I finished reading that book, which is my fastest reading speed. You know, you are like a tattoo in a book, enchanting, but beautiful as spring.
You said I was in love with you, and I said a little. I don't know. There is nothing in the future. All I know is that I met you now and fell in love with you. Perhaps looking back on the past 500 years, I have passed by in this life. It is mine. I cherish it, not mine. When you kissed me, there was a faint smell of smoke, but it was overbearing. Youth needs memories as a memorial. I don't regret meeting you. You have your journey, I have my studies, and my future fortune is up to you.
Being liked by others is a kind of happiness. I was surprised to receive a love poem on Valentine's Day. I was very moved to be confessed on the road. When it comes to feelings, I will follow my feelings. I'm really glad that I got all the warmth.
Like people and things in time, the world of mortals is rolling. People talk about people's relationships and things. What belongs to me will be a wonderful time, even if I am sad and happy, I will cherish it. Love a person, you don't have to get it. Sometimes, giving is also a kind of happiness. Some love is as simple as a hug. Some love is that the wind flies over the mountains and swallows fly over the eaves. As long as you have it in your heart, that's enough.
(2) Fragrant fragrance, reluctant to part with Qing Huan.
I want to rent a house, move to my heart, let the fallen flowers live, let the passing past live, and let the unsent letters live. I have always had good wishes for the distance, and I believe there will be good news one day. For example, flowers are colorful and weak willows are drunk.
When I go to a city, I will collect postcards of this city. I always believe that although the city has similar streetscapes and fireworks, it has different connotations. Historical monuments cast by wind and rain years, romantic and elegant exotic customs, passionate nights, charming scenery of Haihe River, lazy and comfortable afternoon restaurants, walking on the road, feeling with your heart and enjoying with your eyes, you will find all kinds of differences, and you will be amazed at these scenery, lingering and not knowing the way home. One postcard after another, I wrote it with my thin pen and faint ink. I irrigate my fantasy and let it grow, just to meet memories and meet you. Those little words, you are my familiar song, you are my misty dust, and you are my unchanging interpretation throughout my life. Silent, unintentional, time is an invalid letter, and age is a letter opener. Write a paragraph to light up a starry sky. There is no recipient, but I smile like a flower. Time is the best recipient of this postcard. Don't ask about the return date.
Be a warm person, let time bloom in Shan Ye, let every sentence fall with body temperature, and live warmly in a cold world with my composure. In the seventh year of viola, I traveled all over Europe, collecting dusk all over the country, and I met each other after a brief encounter. The world is so big that I want to see it. This is the distance in the dreams of many people who have expectations. Waste your life on beautiful things, such as traveling, writing, reading, making tea and listening to the wind ..... In this fast-paced world, give yourself a period of time to slow down, then slow down, think nothing, worry nothing, return to the peace of life and fall in love with life. A white shirt, with a blue lotus dyed on the back, is as plain as water, waiting for you, waiting for yourself, in a rainy lane in the south of the Yangtze River, flowing water in a small bridge, and in a small farmhouse village.
I don't know why, the images that kept popping up in my mind that night were two slim women, plain and fair, playing chess under a dark pavilion, surrounded by the damp smell of rain, dripping quietly under the black eaves, which was more silent than the warm wind. In the palm of your hand, the lattice that falls three times, lost in the ticking of rain, can be read and said.
Looking around, there was no one but the spring breeze, passing through the courtyard wall and two bells under the eaves, and the sound was clear. The sunset is boundless, touching the porch, the ends of the earth, and the whole world is home. It is rare to have a happy life, and I want to borrow more from the years. Take advantage of the good moonlight today, don't let life slip past you; Borrow a treasure lamp and hold a casual book; Use the mountain to catch the morning light and draw a slow sound.
Borrowed, articulate, clear meaning, clear eyes and clear ears. Lend me another you to talk to me, mom. Life is delicious, but it is the most beautiful, and life is accompanied by happiness.
(3) The sleeve is fragrant, and its feelings last for a long time.
There is no eternal sun, but there is a night that will never be late. However, black nightclubs used to. Stepping into the campus of the university, whether it is the abnormality of computer test in speech contest, recitation contest and skipping contest, or the surprise of meeting roommates in "mass news" activities, let me understand that don't use your own perspective to decide some results, and some results are doomed to be futile. We can't decide the outcome, but we can grasp the process. Persistence is the most important thing, but persistence is difficult, and success lies in persistence. Faith is like a window, once it is opened, it will be difficult.
Remember the birthday of every children's shoes, arrange the blessings of every children's shoes, do trivial departmental tasks, make up for the network skills that I can't learn, pay a lot of youth, and gain a lot of affection. Amethyst once said that I am too rational. Is there only a reason in my dictionary? My sensibility, my gentleness, my silence, my decision, my loveliness, my .. changeable me, changeable me, shallow mountain and river footsteps, stay everywhere.
I like it every time. My time in college made me feel more deeply. The amazing things buried in the stormy years are deeply left in my memory. If I move lightly, it will be earth-shattering and unforgettable.
I met the boss who shouted that I would never leave my kind and enthusiastic partner, the good roommate who hurt my face and made my heart stop beating, the good counselor who patiently and meticulously solved all my problems, and the little monkey who was humorous, considerate, caring and taking care of me ... I knew I was not the best, but because I met many of you, I became the most beautiful one in my youth. My inner satisfaction is like walking alone for many years and suddenly meeting a bosom friend; Like endless yellow sand, I see an oasis; Like an empty place in the vast white snow, I met a red plum. My happiness is the waves. Wherever I go, I have converted.
Whose tears flow quietly, whose songs sing slowly, whose fingers flick gently and whose lips open slowly? This earthly fireworks is so beautiful, so short, so charming. Brocade is a forging embroidered with flowers; A harp is a piano that plays the strings. When the brocade is put on the body, Sir Zhen points it down, cherishes it, cares for it and protects it. Time will not stay, but the heart can stay, and so can love. Jinse was in her prime, and she did it and cherished it.
Ancient prose with beautiful artistic conception: meeting in the heart
Meet, in my heart. Companionship is the dependence of the soul. Passing by, leaving a surprise; Looking back affectionately; There is no need to look back, you are still the most beautiful scenery.
The scenery is not far away, but in my heart. Everyone has an unforgettable past. In life, we often pass by, but we don't leave any impression. When we meet by chance, it takes root in our hearts.
This is an incomprehensible feeling, and it is a fate without reason.
People, how many encounters can make the years gentle and amazing? Outside of time, we blur the tidbits with words, look at each other with pen and ink, and make our feelings speechless.
Some people are on the way, fade out of sight, some people meet, but they are unforgettable; Someone makes your eyes red, but smiles and forgives; Some people, breaking their promises, are still locked in their hearts; People who hurt you make her suffer. Wave in the reunion, thinking that we will meet again, goodbye, say sorry, but don't want to wave. Maybe it's goodbye. Perhaps, the fleeting time is very shallow, and who can grasp it forever? However, when I read it in my heart, I won't stand it to make it mine.
Years, because they walk hand in hand, are safe and warm, and this is safe and warm, and finally fragrant because of sincerity? Missing the scenery will be a lifelong regret.
The scenery of a foreign land can only exist in the lens. Your fragrance exists in your heart.
As we all know, we once met and had each other. If you miss it, you will leave loneliness and eternal lovesickness.
Looking forward to, going back in time, perhaps, will persist, will persist in ...........! I want to turn around, but I don't know how many times I can turn around. I remember the laughter that made me cry. I always believe that after the baptism of rain, snow, wind and frost, people will be more vivid and clean if they set foot in Qian Shan and experience all kinds of disasters and tastes.
I don't know, every reserved moment has a silly and naive past. Once, I watched the meteor and forgot to make a wish.